Shen Jiahong heard Wu Mian's question and asked rhetorically, "Brother Jiu, do you still have a lot of things to remember?" ”

Wu Mian did not hide it: "Yes, my memory only stays at the node of joining the Nine Divisions, but what I did before joining the Nine Divisions, what I experienced, what my family was like, where I came from, and what education I received, all of them were blank." ”

"It's a pity, when I met you, you were already the head of the Ninth Division, and at that time, you used the power in your hands to save Wei Ling and us who should have been executed."

Shen Jiahong shrugged his shoulders: "You have never mentioned anything about the past to me, and you seem to be very resistant to your past, and you have always avoided this topic, if you don't say it, we don't dare to ask." ”

Wu Mian smiled dumbly: "I knew that I should have talked to you more at the beginning, who would have thought that the memory of natural people would also be missing?" ”

Shen Jiahong also laughed: "Even if it is a fully synthetic person like me, memories cannot be copied, we have different bodies, but we all have only one soul, in this regard, the creator is very fair." ”

The two chatted all the way, and finally stopped in front of Wu Mian's special renovation laboratory in the base.

The two organizations of Nine and Hidden Dragon are on opposite sides, and for the people below, they are clearly distinguished and boundary.

But for the people around Wu Mian, these two organizations are no different, they are all tools in their hands.

Di Tiangong, as Wu Mian's royal mechanic, not only has a legal status issued by nine places, but also receives a high salary from the Hidden Dragon Organization, and can unscrupulously carry out some special experiments that he likes but are prohibited by law.

In the laboratory, Di Tiangong, who had six eyes, looked at the data on the screen, and looked at Wu Mian on the hospital bed with a heartache: "Of the thirty trillion nanorobots, there are less than one trillion left!" Do you know what a loss this is? ”

Wu Mian replied expressionlessly: "I have amnesia, and my spine was removed, I don't remember what happened at that time, do you think a dying person will still consider economic losses?" ”

"You just should care about that! The existence of the Hidden Dragon Organization itself is to feed you and fund your body! Do you know what the three trillion nanobots represent? They are worth enough to buy half of Kyoto City! ”

Di Tiangong looked at Wu Mian angrily: "In addition to money, the production of nanorobots is also a huge difficulty!" You know better than I know how these robots got them! As the person with the largest nanobot cluster in the world, you were once my pride! But now things are messed up by you! ”

"I'm glad I came back alive."

Wu Mian once had 30 trillion nanorobots in his body, these robots were active in his body like cells, relying on biostatic electricity and body heat to recharge, which could play an endless role.

For example, Wu Mian was hit hard by Xu Lin at the Worker Bee Base and was unscathed, as well as Meng Xiong, the younger brother of Meng Wolf who was strangled by the silk thread released in Jiangjunwei, and controlled Zhang Fuhai in Chaozhen, all thanks to the merits of these nanobots.

It's just that Wu Mian was in an unconscious state at that time, and the released nanobots were not recovered, coupled with the loss when they were injured at the beginning, it was indeed a huge loss, after all, it was expected that nanorobots that were smaller than bacteria would form a silk thread visible to the naked eye, or transform into a larger piece of equipment, which itself required a huge quantity.

What's more, the number of factories that can produce nanorobots in the world today is not very large, and Wu Mian was able to obtain 30 trillion nanorobots, which was also a coincidence that most of the income of a criminal organization as large as Hidden Dragon is used for the maintenance and repair of these nanorobots.

Di Tiangong sighed: "The number of nanobots in your body has been reduced by thirty times, your combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced, I'm afraid no matter how hard we try, it will be difficult to make up so many nanobots to bring you back to your peak state." ”

Wu Mian saw Di Tiangong's regretful expression, and showed a smile: "The strength of an individual is limited, and I still have a team and partners by my side, isn't it?" ”

Di Tiangong was stunned, he didn't know what happened to Wu Mian, a person who pursued extreme strength and was full of vigilance against everything, in this month, and actually produced such a huge change.

Wu Mian didn't know what Di Tiangong was thinking, and continued to ask, "Do you still have my spare spine?" ”

"Yes, there is only one high-strength mixed fiber left, and the effect is much worse than your previous special alloy spine, but with the current technology of human society, it is difficult to reproduce that kind of metal structure, I really don't know how your spine came from, and sometimes, I even suspect that you are an alien."

As Di Tiangong spoke, he took out a long lockbox and walked to the side of the bed, opened it to reveal the artificial spine inside, looked at the ceramic parts exposed on Wu Mian's back, and smiled dumbly: "I really can't imagine that you have relied on a pile of porcelain for so long." ”

Wu Mian lay on the bed, and the headache hit again.

Not to mention Di Tiangong's suspicions, even he himself doubted that he was not an earth creature, and the interaction between silicon-based and carbon-based could really happen to him.

Wu Mian had a feeling that he knew his past and the reason for his body's changes, but in his memory, he had a fog that made him unable to take that step.

After the new spine was replaced, Wu Mian's body finally lost that heavy feeling of burden, and the whole person became relaxed, compared with the ceramic construction, the hybrid fiber customized spine was more suitable for his body, and he no longer felt the existence of the prosthetic machine.

In order to have everything today, Wu Mian has put in too much effort and offended too many people, and along with the memory, there is also the information of those enemies.

He was on a path from which there was no turning back, and every step he took meant that more enemies would be added, and even he couldn't remember how many people had wanted his life over the years.

Now that he has returned to his own life, Wu Mian's top priority is to clean up the mess now, after all, he is not only responsible for himself, but also for the people around him, once he loses the power in his hands, he will inevitably become the target of everyone's hunting.

Fireworks are being held in the middle of nowhere, and huge fireworks rise into the sky and turn into brilliant fireworks, illuminating the city and the unlit offices in the office buildings above the base.

The orange-red flames lit up on Wu Mian's face, and gradually dimmed as the fireworks passed.

The darkness swallowed everything, but the fierceness and gloom in his eyes were particularly striking and unsettling.